my dirty scalpel
your rusted army knife
both accomplished
the senseless unraveling
of custom embroidery
still
despite rips and shreds
serrated hearts reach
for silken sutures
to revive our distinctive pattern
once again
A contest entry
- One Day: Real Love by Nicole Hanna.
300 points, ended June 27, 2007, 26 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow! Spectacular imagery. I definitely was taken aback by the allegory and metaphors and representation of a relationships. This is raw in emotion and power.
Extreme display of talent.
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The final two lines were mucho good. Seriously. I'm not so sure about the shredding and serrated hearts, but it still works as a whole. The use of the word "still" really makes for a great joint between the two stanzas. Thanks for stopping by and entering my contest.
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We weep and weave from history and heart seeking to create the tapestry of which we can be a part.
Really enjoyed the metaphor and allagory. thanks for the read. Love, Tom B.
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Thank you, Tom, for your kind words and applause.
Nicole (MP)
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